July 14th
Our afternoon in Seattle reminded me how much I love this city. Every line of the landscape calls to mind vibrant memories: nineteen, holding hands with my then-boyfriend as we strolled through the Pike Place Market. Twenty, hopping on top of the bronze pig with my sister to pose for a photo. Twenty-one, walking alone along the waterfront and basking in the wonder of the Cascade Mountains.
It was good to share Seattle with six friends. From wandering the Market to watching the sailboats in the sound, it was a breezy afternoon of quiet delight. Seattle seems straightforward, full of yuppies in designer clothes who look down on outsiders because the visitors don’t have as much money. This is a welcome contrast to Portland, full of pseudo-hipsters who look down on outsiders because the visitors have more money. Seattle seems more honest in its snobbery, and I appreciate that. Seattle used to be full of grunge, the flotsam and jetsam of the river, but that city sunk underground and they built a glassy palace of skyscrapers over it. They never looked back.
The show at Jewel Box Theatre was fun, comfortably full, with an attentive audience who actually bought merch. It was 1:00am before we loaded out, and we went to a friend’s house and crashed on various couches and beds. Sleep had rarely felt so good.
~Lisa Shafter
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